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Iorek stood alone once more upon the looming hill, watching the sun reach down the horizon. It would be some time before the sun set for the day and the night consumed the day. Night... he was not looking forward to sleeping alone again, he may think and say his dear sister was the one suffering, but he was too in his own way. He was tired of being alone, he had never been alone until Yorik had left him. He still hunted for two only to let it rott for those pathetic scavengers. At this point, he felt pathetic for his own reason... Yorik was not the one who needed him, but he needed her company, her smile, and, admittingly, those licks she always gave him when he become too serious.

"Damn it, sister, where did you run off?..."

With a heavy sigh, he pushed himself up and started down the hill. With the approaching night, it was a good time to seek out a shelter before there was no light left.

She could feel her heart burst as she stood up and flicked her tail, moving into a slight dash, her paws pushing outward and before her roughly. Ky was running aimlessly away from her own fear, her own discontent. With eyes closed, she moved quickly, pressing onward until she hit something, someone and went flying back.

She lay on her side, wincing slightly before coming to, her eyes watery and dazed. Who.. who was this? She piped and looked upon the form of a large white male, who... who was he?

She simply mewed.

Iorek cocked a brow before shaking his head. "It was not you not thinking, stranger, it was you not looking where you were going," he corrected. Sitting himself down, he looked her over, noticing certain features of her. The mark upon her chest and the red mark below her eye. Who was this female? What was she doing running around now? Going home?

"All is forgiven," he accepted. "Name's Iorek."

She stayed still for a moment and looked down at her paws, the scars along her back flexed and danced as she stood up slowly and nodded, able to speak now, think even.

“I’m Ky...”

She was able to say finally, a bit hesitant… a bit cross. Why didn’t he hate her? Wasn’t she horrible? Ugly? She felt it, the ugliness that over powered her, the feeling of that male attaching her, hurting her. She cringed slightly.

Snap out of it, she told herself, closing her eyes tightly. This wasn’t happening. Was he even real?

Moving herself closer to him Ky pressed her face into his mane a cried out, like a tiny lost cat, looking for safety from a harsh storm. She nestled herself closer to him and sobbed.

Gods, she was so confused.

Iorek rubbed her back, trying to comfort her. Many of nights Yorik broke down and cried over the smallest things and he felt like an idiot sitting here comforting her, but it was his sister. However, this female was not but he felt as if he had to do it. He listened to her story quietly before licking the top of her head.

"He did what he had to to protect his sister. That royal had no right to touch you, harm you, like that. I too am a royal but I have also lost my pride. You did nothing wrong, it was the result of what happened, it was not your fault..."

“I am so sorry, I must look like a fool, doing this to you. Forgive me. You were just here… and I guess I needed to.. tell someone. I am sorry.”

She pulled away, her dark fur brushing against his one last time. Her face was now blank as she did her best to hold back her tears, she felt so stupid now, crying at him like that. Ky wasn’t always that way. She was once so strong.

“My brother is around here somewhere. His name is Mal. If he happens to show up, do not worry. He means you no harm.”

She assured, as if trying to get away from the topic of her tears, for get her actions even.

“You are… a royal?”

No need to apologize... the only thing you could apologize for is for getting my fur wet," he laughed softly as he did some to straighten out his fur to seem presentable. He looked up at her and smiled. "At leats you told someone, it is best to tell others your problems so you aren't the only one holding them."

Iorek liked close contact like that, but most of the time when he had contact like that, it was with his sister, sleeping side by side. The other case was fighting other lions off his sister when she was in heat. Mangy bastards the lot of them.

"Good to know that your brother means me no harm, Ky." Iorek took a moment before laying himself down.

"I am a royal of a pride now lost."

“A pride now lost? What happened?”

She questioned and settled herself down beside him. Her body still inches away, trying to keep distance… somewhat. He was so nice to her, she kind of longed for that comfort again, but would refrain. Her moon-lit eyes narrowed at him as she bit her lower lip and awaited his reply.

Ky’s eyes, filled with a slight understanding of his pain narrowed more so at the words of his sister. He was must be happy to have a sibling still, with his whole pride gone. She wouldn’t ever be able to make it on her own, not without her other half close behind. The bond with siblings was indeed a strong one.

Looking down at her paws Ky’s ears flattened as she thought to herself for a long moment, before sighing again. She still felt so stupid.

“I am sorry for before. Again.”

Iorek purred softly. Finally, company. At this point, he'll do anything for it until he could find Yorik again. Hopefully, she is still alive to be found again. But if Ky here needed someone to talk to, he would gladly offer his ears to listen and a shoulder, or in her case, a mane, to cry on.

"Thank you, Ky."

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